Qingyan saw the stitches, "You see, adversity sees true feelings, the same is like, one is put on the mouth, the other is hidden in the heart, there is no harm if there is no comparison." ”

It's very different, indeed.

If it were him, he probably wouldn't have done it.

The senior sister hummed for a moment, then turned to look behind her.

Empty.

Shouldn't the disciple always follow the Master?

"Isn't he unruly?" The senior sister asked without a clue.

Qingyan was confused, "Huh? ”

Who doesn't follow the rules?

A scoop?

Senior Sister shook her head, "It's okay." ”

Qingyan smiled brightly, anyway, there is a scoop of negative textbook comparison, her Luo Han is simply the perfect lover.

Not only does she dislike a scoop, but even Zhongzhi can't look down on it.

Originally, he thought that Yiluo, as the dean's closed disciple, had a bright future, and it would be good if he could be with Abi.

Listening to Qingyan's words today, I suddenly felt something.

Shit!

Jiang Bi's strength is not inferior to Shen Lin, and he was dragged by a scoop before he was repeatedly injured.

Qingyan couldn't help but cry out for her.

"Alas, poor Jiang Bi, but don't worry, Mi'er, Luo Han will definitely not be such a scumbag, if he dares to do this to you, I will be the first to bury him!"

Senior Sister didn't want to say much.

Seeing that she kept blinking at herself, she thought for a moment and said, "Well, I thank you."

If it were someone else, Qingyan would have to taste the meaning of her words.

But Mi'er, that's really thank you.

Qingyan eyebrows smiled: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Before the eight characters were brushed, she thought about Mi'er and Luo Han's love and sweetness, and the appearance of the candles in the cave room was as happy and relieved as the old mother who married her son.

Qingyan didn't expect to be so fun to be a matchmaker.

When the matter of Luo Han has an eyebrow and the dust settles, she has to find one for Lan Shen as soon as possible.

Can't snub him.

Lonely and lonely, I can't sleep!

The stinky girl talks about it every day like brainwashing, and it's hard to guarantee when the senior sister will be moved by her, and she really goes with a bald baby.

Wei Lai didn't seem to pay attention to them, but his ears kept listening.

The matter was tricky, and he had to find an opportunity to inform the dean.

Otherwise, with the senior sister's silent temperament, I am afraid that even the doll will pop out, and I will not tell the dean.

Wei Lai is in a hurry.

In the main hall, the lights are bright.

Qingyan stood in the doorway, looking up at the bright night sky.

Without environmental pollution, the sky of this world is incrediblely beautiful.

The black canopy was embedded with twinkling stars, and from time to time there would be three or two meteors streaked by, fleeting, and then flashing elsewhere quickly.

It's as if they never faded, but just hid mischievously and popped out from somewhere else.

Qingyan was immersed in the beauty of nature, and after watching it for a long time, he stretched his limbs and walked back to his position.

It's almost early in the morning, staying up late hurts my body, and I'm going to find an excuse to go back to sleep later.

Before she could sit down, she hurriedly ran away with a qin painting disciple, "Elder, there is someone making trouble under the mountain. ”

"Who is so bold?" Wei Lai frowned.

Who in the world doesn't know that their junior college is holding an inter-college exchange, and at this time, they are looking for death!

The little disciple of Qin Painting glanced at Zhongyi timidly, "They claim to be disciples of Wuxian Academy. ”

Wei Lai looked at him, Qingyan also looked at him, and Zhongyi was anxious.

"It must be those people who make things up, the disciples of our academy are very disciplined, and they won't go down the mountain without permission at all."

Hearing that he was going down the mountain without permission, Qingyan suddenly thought of the flower bones.

She raised her hand awkwardly and said hesitantly, "That, probably, probably a misunderstanding." ”

Wei Lai glared at her, why can't the stinky girl settle down for a day!

Qingyan looked at the little disciple of Qin Painting, "Are you talking about three people?" It looks like a jade tree in the wind, and its aura is extraordinary, and one of them has a little short hair. ”

The little disciple of Qin Painting nodded again and again, "That's them, they were followed by a group of girls, all of whom were seventeen or eighteen years old, and they had to go up the mountain together, and they were all stopped at the gate of the mountain." ”

The master was uninhibited, and even his disciples behaved recklessly, which simply ruined the reputation of the college.

"What do you mean?" Zhongyi asked Qingyan coldly.

"I don't know, I'll take a look now." Qingyan waved to the senior sister and left.

Under Wei Lai's signal, the little disciple of Qin Painting hurriedly followed.

Wei Lai didn't say much, but Zhongyi snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with this.

The senior sister was silent, but she saw everything in her eyes.

It is not for nothing that Wuxian College frequently ranks at the bottom in this inter-college exchange.

Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, in the end, he is still slacking.

She is thoughtful, cold-eyed, and sees things more thoroughly than anyone else.

Qingyan left the main hall, wondering all the way why some girls had to follow them up the mountain.

Is it really as the flower bone said, the lady under the mountain?

Elder Qingyan didn't seem to be in a hurry, his steps were not fast, and he looked around along the way, listening to the low chirp of winter insects at night.

The little disciple of Qin Painting didn't dare to urge, so he followed behind.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the gate of the mountain.

Qingyan saw Congfeng holding a withered yellow dog's tail grass poking the soles of his feet.

Seven feet was hung high on a pillar, and his bones were crushed by the wind, and his veins were broken, and he was now a lifeless lump of flesh.

Because the soles of my feet are itching, the whole person is pumping and dripping blood.

Li Luohan saw her shouting Master, and when he saw her coming from the wind, he threw away the grass in his hand and hung his head obediently.

Qingyan glanced at him and looked at the group of girls who were stopped by the little disciple of Qin Painting.

"Who are they?"

Li Luohan immediately replied: "They are all young ladies from Feng and Lan Shen. ”

Qingyan frowned, looked at the two people who were named, and then looked at Li Luohan, "You didn't?" ”

A person who watched the show with a good face was suddenly asked like this, and he suddenly felt faceless.

"I'm not without, I don't want to, I have someone I like." He blushed as he spoke.

A big man is so shy, he wants to vomit when he sees Qingyan.

Lan Shen approached and explained, "Master, we rushed to the market, the street was bustling, and suddenly three or four middle-aged women grabbed us, pulled us to the place where various colorful lanterns were hung, and asked us to guess the riddles under the lanterns, and finally said that these women were for us to choose. ”

"We all refused, but they wanted to come with them, and they couldn't get rid of them."

He was frustrated by the end because he had never been in such trouble.

Those women are completely different from the Master, biting like leeches, it's really terrifying.

Qingyan nodded in understanding, and the flower bones didn't know when they stuck to it.

She looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

Feeling her gaze from the wind, she slowly raised her head with an innocent expression, "They are so fierce, so afraid." ”

The girls who were as tender as water heard their favorite Ruyi Langjun comment on themselves, and their hearts were like knives, and they couldn't help but die.

Because women should be reserved, they didn't dare to refute loudly.

Two of the bold girls smiled coquettishly, and reached out to hug him, "Childe misunderstood, the slave family is the most gentle." ”

Dodge extremely fast from the wind.

The two girls pounced in the air, saw him on the other side, and then looked at the empty hands, and couldn't help but rub their eyes.

How did he do it?

Qingyan sneered, "You yourself shouted that you want to go down the mountain to find the lady, you deserve it!" ”

What does this have to do with him, it was the black head who pulled him to go, but in fact, he didn't want to go.

Li Luohan's skin was dark after being struck by lightning, and he didn't call him by his name from the wind, just called him blackhead.

How can the young lady wronged herself!

The wind tugged at his cuffs, turned them over and twisted them, like a poor little daughter-in-law.

After a while, seeing that no one took pity on him, he flattened his mouth and stretched out two fingers to steal the hem of Qingyan's clothes.